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HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY

18811

Jan. 20,

Bought with

Subscriptin Fund $ 1880

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No. XXXIII.

TAM O'SHANTER.

ROBERT BURNS.

WHEN chapman billies' leave the street,
And drouthy neebors,' neebors meet,
As market-days are wearing late,

An' folk begin to tak the gate;'

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While we sit bousing at the nappy,

An' getting fou' and unco❜ happy,

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We think na on the lang " Scots miles,

The mosses, waters, slaps," and styles,

That lie between us and our hame,"

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Whare 3 sits our sul. y sullen dame,

1 Billies, brothers.

4 An',
and.
• Fou, drunk.

10 Lang, long.
12 Hame, home.

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Gathering her brows like gathering storm,
Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

This truth fand' honest Tam O'Shanter,

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As he frae Ayr ae3 night did canter,

(Auld* Ayr wham' ne'er a town surpasses, For honest men and bonny lasses.)

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O Tam! had'st thou but been sae' wise, As ta'en thy ain3 wife Kate's advice!

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She tauld thee weel 10 thou was a skellum,"

A blethering," blustering, drunken blellum;
That frae November till October,

13 sober;

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Ae market-day thou was nae
That ilka "melder, wi'" the miller,
Thou sat as lang as thou had siller;
That every naig" was ca'd" a shoe on,
The smith and thee gat roaring fou on;
That at the Ld's house, even on Sunday,
Thou drank wi' Kirkton Jean till Monday.

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